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[center][i]He has been called upon. A call to arms, to defend humanity once again.

A Holy Grail War, a battle for the Moon itself.

It was not even a question of if he would answer the call, it was all but guaranteed from the moment it was heard. That desperate plea for help.

Yet he has his doubts regardless. Could he truly help anyone?

All his actions had only resulted in tragedy that first time. Was he truly worthy of the mantle of Hero...

...No, it matters not what has happened in the past.

He would defend the defenseless. He would strike down evil wherever it may appear.

It mattered not whether he considered himself worthy of the title of Hero. 

All that mattered is that he did his duty to the best of his abilities.

But perhaps just this once. 

Just this once he could consider himself

A Hero of-[/i][/center]
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Siegfried opened his eyes for the first time again. He was not alone in this experience, surrounded by many legends of old. Some more eccentric than others. Already they fought amongst one another, the personalities of larger than life legends clashing. But it was not his place to stop this fighting, he had learned from his past life. No, all he could do is strike down the foes that lay in front of him, there was no feasible way for him to end the conflict amidst his allies. All he could possibly hope for is that they could put aside their differences for the fate of humanity. He slowly stood up, the weight of his presence becoming instantly noticeable to all the Servants in the room. This man, despite his self doubt, was without a doubt a Top Servant summoned by the Moon Cell. 

He passed by the arguing duo of Neith and Quetzalcoatl without fear, partly because he did not want to interrupt their conversation. As he walked towards the gate, his eyes fell upon two things. Two things that made him question the system that summoned him. The first would be that woman who had appeared before any of them. Scathach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows. Someone who for all intents and purposes, should not be summonable. A legend unrecorded within the Throne of Heroes, someone who has not yet died. However the true anomaly was that Monster that stood before the gate. It was unmistakable, there could only be one Monster that looked like that. How the Moon Cell could possibly believe that summoning that thing... ah, how shameful. To judge Minotauros before ever even speaking to it. The Moon Cell saw something in the Berserker. Siegfried had no right to judge someone based off of their past. Especially him.

He approached Minotauros quietly, simply bowing his head and muttering a short [color=696969]"Sorry."[/color] before continuing to his destination. He schooled his features and walked towards Scathach, his steps were heavy as his boots clanked against the stone floor of the amphitheater. He soon arrived in front of the regal woman, seemingly staring into her soul. The moment seemingly lasted for an eternity, before Siegfried closed his eyes and bent down onto one knee. His head bowed, eyes to the floor as he spoke. [color=696969]"Rider, Siegfried. I have answered the call of the Moon Cell. Your orders please."[/color]